HONEY & ITS TROPICAL LANGUAGE 🐝🍯
It was the summer of blooming flora, chirping birds, buzzing crickets and steamy lustful tropical heat… It was our batch of college that were selectively picked for a research trip to the tropical coasts and rainforests of the country. Many batchmates were tagging along including her…! That girl, that awkwardly solicited and attracting nectar of the flowers, those blazing shimmering eyes sending messages in a bottle of sex talks communicating in a secret language for me to come closer and suck that delicate nectar out of her sensual orgasmic soul, yes that girl! Only that I never talked to her, just far-sightedly noticed her, her curves and her french manicured nails… what a sight! Reason being that I sense a presence of a man in her life, maybe her boyfriend or so her instagram account says… We landed in the rainforests, entered the vast cabin lodge reserved for a handful of us with each research student having a room to themselves. The first night was enjoyed with...